10 Feb 2011


One day, Angela asked Angelina at a restaurant, “Do you want one of these kid’s meals?”

Angelina glanced through the menu and was not interested. “Mummy,” she said, “I am not a kid. I am a big girl.”

A few days later, Angela asked her to tidy up the toys. Seeing no response from her daughter, she said, “I thought you were a big girl already.”

“Mummy,” Angelina did not even raise her eyes from the book, “you call a five-year-old a big girl?”

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